While I was seated at the grill one August evening, my phone rang. It was a guy who lives about 30 miles away. In early June that year, he had stopped by to perform a service for me. He does fertility tests on bulls and also custom-collects semen from them for A.I. We had one bull checked and collected that day. Since it was time to breed my heifers that week, I needed the product this guy had collected back in June. He gets the job done, then he takes the semen back to his place to run it through the lab, package it and store it in his liquid nitrogen tanks.
Let's get one thing out of the way up front. I'm not into antiques. Yeah, yeah, the GuyNo2Mobile is a 1961 Volkswagen and technically an antique, but it's modified enough that it probably ticks off antique purists. If I rub the purists the wrong way, that's a good thing, in my book.
There's nothing like a relaxing evening at home. There's also nothing like breaking it up with a phone call just before 10:00. Since it was my land line, I figured it was either my mother or some brain surgery patient calling with a question.
Nope, not even close.
"Jeff, this is Officer Don Knotts with the Winneshiek County Sheriff's Department."
Yep, that'll pretty much remove any drowsiness you may have at that hour.